Promise me
With all assurance
That you'll never let me go
Just believe
That there's no poorness
In your own imagine world
Nonsense always'll be a nonsense
Just belive to all my words
Maybe then we'll cross the oceans
With no scare in our thoughts
As you dream
In all the magic
There'll be always little chance
To fall in
The lovely feelings
Which contain your soul,
Indeed
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© Copyright: Анна Фрышкина, 2014
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